Emotional memories are held in your body. Gain insight into what you’re feeling through the visceral, creative language of your body. Encounter and work through deeply held patterns & habits held in your body’s library. Integrate your body’s intelligence and embody the unique qualities held in the energy of your body. Allow for new aliveness to flow.

Discover the connection between your thoughts, actions & struggles you may be facing. Unravel the layers of your personal mythology – and find your centre – with your feet on the ground. Move beyond the mind & thoughts to experience the presence of being in the here & now.

Begin a lifelong deep connection & love for yourself. Clear space for new awareness & understanding. Experience a profoundly new way of embodying yourself in the world. Breakthrough to wholehearted self-expression & freedom.

"The enemy has an outpost in my mind." Sally Kempton
We are hungry for connection, joy and laughter - and it is right there waiting for us to be with - but we have been tricked into believing we can only feel this way when certain things are ha...

Recently, someone described their struggle and confusion to me - their mind was spinning as endless thoughts raced around at a frantic pace to be heard.
We say things to ourselves like:
‘I need to get rid of my fear, anxiety, sadness, confusion,...

How Love Feels

Soft, warm, fuzzy and open. That’s how it feels. Love. Deep, dark, and safe, I’m surrounded. There’s no holding back or heaviness about what’s next – just breezy abandon. The bolts have loosened on the rusty limbs, and the heat warms the stiff places. No need to hold on, hold back, clench, stiffen, or fear. There’s only the ripple and waves of this moment – nothing else matters. Yesterdays and tomorrows are transparent and free, unattached. Leaves flutter in the breeze and brush across my skin. In the distance the wind rustles. When I sink deeper, I smile. I want to stay, I notice – then I stiffen again. Back and forth – hanging on, letting go, melting. It’s a trick of the mind – this back and forth – I think I can hang on, then I know better. Sinking back again now, I feel my feet on the ground, and my eyes tingle. I rest centred in the beauty of now.